This is a song about "Red flowers"

Covered the room in splattered red,

Probably die getting some head

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

You know that love is a very serious thing

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

She don’t give her nigga head

Found dead covered in red

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

Watch your body turn indian red,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters